I am rich in the fairy world

On this day, when San was immersed in his own craftsmanship and Hu Qing was immersed in San's craftsmanship, a loud cheer came from above.

"Xiaosan-sansansan-san"

The white crane swooped down from the sky, landed in mid-air, and then turned back up. A fiery red figure jumped off the crane's back, flew straight in front of the two people, and landed, shaking the materials next to it.

Thirty came out of his state and smiled slightly reproachfully: "You scared me."

The tall woman stood with her hands on her hips and her feet apart. The expression on her face was as loud and flamboyant as her posture: "How did you know I was coming if I didn't call you? I didn't dare to eat or drink on the way back to see you. Come on, bring me some food."

As he said that, he went to hold her hand.

San was pulled by her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and followed her obediently to make a big circle. They came to a place that Hu Qing had never seen before... a nest.

A nest dug out from the mountain of materials, or a shed, or a cave. The outside was messy, but the inside was clean, and the materials used as the floor and walls were neatly stacked and easy to take. Hu Qing could tell at a glance that they were deliberately not separated, just to make it easier to take materials when inspiration came.

She also realized that, except for Sanshi, no one could see or hear her.

I looked down at the ring on my finger and thought to myself, could this be a souvenir of this time travel?

San did not mention Hu Qing's existence. When her good friend returned, she gave Hu Qing an apologetic look when she turned around.

Hu Qing gestured: Understood. As if I don't exist.

Eavesdropping openly.

San was helpless, because the little girl couldn't leave him.

The woman fell on a huge pocket filled with feathers, which surrounded her with just the right amount of hardness and softness. With two clangs, her shoes and coat were thrown out, and she rolled around happily on it.

He untied her hair again: "Thirty, help me cut my hair. It's growing long again."

Thirty called her Man and asked her if she wanted spicy food.

Man took off her pants, leaving only her shorts, and showed her the long wound on her leg. The wound was red and swollen, and had not healed yet. It was coated with black ointment, but the ointment was too little, and pus was oozing from some places.

Sanyi frowned when he saw her and immediately treated her wound.

You can’t eat spicy food anymore, and you have to endure bitterness.

Hu Qing was watching from the side and said, "It was scratched by a poisonous claw."

Just by looking at it, she couldn't tell what the poison was, and the creatures of this period might not be exactly the same as those of her own time.

San treated Man's wound. Without her asking, Man quickly explained how the injury came about, and then talked about other things.

She spoke very quickly, involving many places and gangs, many names, and the positions in the story kept changing. It was difficult for Hu Qing to understand and sort it out. But in the end, she finally understood. Man, San, and some other people were a gang, some of them were hired, taking on tasks to make money to support themselves.

And they are a gang that can turn against us at any time.

Hu Qing glanced at him and thought that this person was probably in charge of internal affairs and would not go out on field work.

Man kept talking and talking until San finished cooking and blocked her mouth.

Man's eating style was so voracious that there was no grace at all. After finishing her meal, she gulped down the soup and put down the bowl: "I'm starving."

Hu licked his lips, feeling inexplicably hungry and wanting to eat. If this person were to do a food broadcast, he would definitely be famous.

Man didn't stay here for long, less than ten days, and then she set off again full of energy. She said she was going to settle an old debt.

As soon as the person left, Hu Qing immediately gossiped: "What old score? Are you going to kill someone?"

San Mo Ming: "Why do you want to kill someone? I remember this order, it seems that the reward has been offered for many years, and the reward is quite high. After completing the task, Man went to the sponsor to collect the reward, only to find out that the other party's business had problems. He couldn't make ends meet for the time being, so he paid in installments, and the interest was calculated normally."

Hu Qing: …Is the truth so pure and fully reflects the keeping of promises, tolerance and trust between people? It is indeed not her world. After a while, two people came, one named Ya and the other named Qin. They were both men. Ya was shorter and carried a pair of short circular knives. Qin carried a long harp on his back. After dinner, he took out the harp to let San listen to his new music.

Hu Qing felt that the playing was not as nice as the sound of the curtain.

After the two left, she asked San about the level of music in this world.

San told her directly: "Qin's piano skills are very average, he is good at soft weapons."

After a while, he told her: "Qin's family is a great family that practices music, and they are very prestigious. But Qin failed to inherit the slightest bit of the family's talent, so she was naturally eliminated."

Therefore, music became his obsession. Even though he had achieved considerable success in other areas, he still insisted on practicing the piano every day.

This is about the sad life of others. Hu Qing changed the subject: "Actually, I also learned to play the piano, but it's a pity that I can't play it for you."

Thirty was a little surprised: "Really? I can play it, but my performance is average. I'll play it for you and you can give me your comments."

Hu Qing opened her mouth and regretted bringing this up. She always felt that it might be difficult to praise San for playing the piano. But she decided that no matter how well she played, she would praise her.

Hu remained silent as he watched Sanshi temporarily find the qin board and pluck the strings.

"This... seems to be a pipa?"

Thirty: "Yes, the Pipa."

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I didn't have the courage to ask her whether the pipa was a real musical instrument in this world, or just something you made up?
Thirty played the pipa. One foot was propped on the ground, the other half-raised and placed on a piece of wood. One hand held the pipa from below, the tail of the pipa resting on his thigh, and the other hand plucked the strings. Ding ding dong dong.

Hu Qing tried hard to suppress the twitching of her lips. Even if she said this thing was called a guitar, she would believe it.

The song ended, and I looked forward to seeing her.

Hu Qing clapped his hands and praised her sincerely: "It sounds great. It's beyond my expectation."

Thirty smiled: "Do you really think it sounds good?"

"It sounds nice." She could even hear the melody, a complete melody, a finished song, and it sounded nice.

San's smile became more teasing: "You really think it sounds good. It seems that you are very poor at music theory."

Hu Qing: "."

卅Hahaha: "I got it right. My piano playing is the worst among us, and I don't even think it sounds good. And you actually said it sounds good. You actually spoke the truth - so how bad is your music theory?"

Hu Qing: "I have a serious music theory teacher. I just didn't learn it well."

Thirty is so regretful: "I really want to hear you play a piece of music."

Hu Qing: Fortunately, the conditions did not allow it. I saved my reputation.

Ya and Qin brought back a lot of materials, and they excitedly described their requirements for their own rooms, or rather, private villas.

At this time, the Sky City was originally conceived as a private home for a group of good friends, pursuing comfort, beauty, convenience and ease.

Thinking of the role of Sky City later, Hu Qing felt uneasy. She didn't know what San was thinking, maybe San had guessed it, but she didn't ask her.

Hu Qing did not bring it up. After all, she had no clues about San in the future. Moreover, San said that after she left, San would forget everything she brought. She could not change the past, and even if she forced to change the time, everything that had happened would still happen as usual.

Very powerless. (End of this chapter)